Demon Lord, he doesn't stop dropping his horse

This flash is the end of the year.

Everywhere in the Guiyi family has a thick layer of snow, and Liuxing Peak is no exception. The roof is also covered with snow, which slowly drips down to the ground along the eaves under the sunlight.

The little rabbit who was already familiar with Lan Liang was playing in the snow, and the black ball was especially obvious in the white snow, like white paper stained with ink.

Lan Liang sat in front of the desk, holding a pen in his hand, scribbling on the white paper, with a serious face, as if he was drawing some masterpiece.

Yi Gangcuo, who was urging him to study, came over and took a look. There were criss-crossing straight lines on the side, and ink was sprinkled on the side. I don't know if Lan Liang did it on purpose.

"Junior brother, are you painting bamboo?" Yi Gang hurriedly guessed.

"No." Lan Liang still maintained a serious expression, although there was no serious expression on his face.

"Then what did you draw?"

"The secret of heaven must not be revealed." Lan Liang pretended to be mysterious: "The Buddha said, don't tell it."

Yi Gang was silent for a while, and exposed Lan Liang: "Actually, you don't know what you are painting, do you?"

Lan Liang: "..."

He didn't answer, looking at Hei Tuanzi who was playing in the snow not far away, he took Mrs. Tang to the door with a serious expression on his face, looked at the patched loopholes in the barrier, and felt regretful that he didn't have a good time.

"Junior brother, it's cold outside." Yi Gang hurriedly put on his cloak and tied it up, "Isn't it the Chinese New Year, the Guiyi family gave us a half-month vacation, when the enchantment is opened, I will take you there Let's go to the restaurant."

"Okay. Spicy..."

"Okay, okay~" Yi Gang hurriedly pushed him into the room: "I know you want to eat spicy pork ribs, shall we go tomorrow?"

Lan Liang refused to move, looking at the thick layer of snow outside, he couldn't bear his playfulness: "Build a snowman... Senior brother..."

"You want to build a snowman?" Yi Gang paused, looked at him suspiciously, and then patted him on the shoulder knowingly: "No problem, I'll go in and get you a ponytail, you sit at the door and watch, Senior brother piles it up for you!"

Lan Liang: "?"

"I'm going to pile it up myself."

Yi Gangzuo hesitated and said, "Ah? I'm afraid this won't work. I have to ask the Lord and Master for instructions."

Speaking of Yin Ning, Yi Gangzhuo finally remembered what happened before, and he slapped his head: "I remember! Master said that he would come back today!"

Lan Liang: "!"

Lan Liang shook his hand, but his face did not show any emotion. He glanced at Yi Gangcuo calmly, and silently turned his gaze to the snow field.

Yi Gangcue has been with him for so long, so he naturally knows this little trick. Lan Liang is secretly happy. In order not to be seen by others, he doesn't look directly at him. Yi Gangcuo pats the top of his head: "If you are happy, don't hold back Now, just laugh if you want to."

"I do not have."

Watching Yi Gangchu walk into the snow and roll a snowball with his back turned to him, the corners of Lan Liang's originally depressed lips curled up slightly, showing that he was very happy.

His hand was almost warmed by Tang Pozi, Lan Liang put it down and hugged Hei Tuanzi to Tang Pozi's side to warm him, and Hei Tuanzi stayed beside Tang Pozi to absorb the warmth.

"Senior brother." Lan Liang looked at the snowman who was only short in size, and said silently: "I want to build a snowman."

"Okay." Yi Gang hesitated for a moment, and finally compromised: "But you can only play for half a stick of incense, and you can't take a breath longer."

"En!" Lan Liang nodded resolutely.

Then that night, Lan Liang caught cold.

The author has something to say: ah, I have to hand over the resignation work these days, and the time is tight